Remembrance

She remembers their first meal together was at McDonald's and that she was famished and had two breakfast sandwiches, a large fries, two coffees and two apple pies, while the girl simply buried her face in a Big Mac and Filet o' Fish and two coffees with cream and sugar, and how, while watching her stuff some fallen out lettuce into her mouth, she realized she loved the girl more than anyone she had ever known.

She remembers how they strolled slowly together across the deserted campus so early in the morning and how the breeze came up under her skirt and made her realize she had a wet spot in her panties from some of the things she'd been thinking and remembering about the girl. She remembers wanting to take her right then and there in the middle of the walkway, just lifting her skirt and licking her, but that she somehow knew there was no need to rush.

She remembers how they made love in her dorm room for almost ten hours that Sunday morning, and how their passion for each other never seemed to fade even after hours and days and weeks and months of being together.

She remembers all these things in the moment the girl, now 47 years old, steps out of the shower all fresh and sweet-smelling and beautiful, and drops her towel. She remembers all the old things and knows they are the same things, even after all these years.

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